Why do my songs always start with broken hearts?
Why do the words come from sifting through the ashes?
I hear you laughing from a thousand years
I hear you singing being baptized in your tears
And I don't know why but I can see
Something beautiful always comes from something ugly
I held your beat and broken heart in my hand
And for a moment raised it up to the heavens
I hear you crying from a lion's heart
And feel you with me though we're miles apart
And in your hands held out to me
Something beautiful is coming from something ugly
Though the universe has stopped
And angels have come down to see
The world is still in anticipation
Of something beautiful coming up from something ugly
Oh
Haha haha, okay
These cosmic questions running, raging through my head
As I look 'round upon a world of desolation
But there's a fire waking in the dark
And I can see the universe's story arc
The end of all this entropy
Is something beautiful coming up from something ugly
So I'm done with apathy
Something beautiful is coming up from something ugly